It came to a head one evening when I decided I had to do something about it. Barracks aren’t that private, so at about twelve thirty in the early hours of the morning, I snuck off to the loos to have a quick wank. I was desperate.
I had dropped my shorts and was pounding the monkey into submission when a voice bellowed out from above me.
“Private Dwight. Stop that now,” the voice was unmistakable and belonged to Sergeant Major Dunster. He was looking over the top of the toilet frame and had caught me red-handed.
“Private Dwight, out here now,” he ordered, as he knocked loudly on the door.
I pulled up my flimsy shorts, which barely covered my erection, opened the door to the loo and faced Sergeant Major Dunster. Unlike my cock, I stood to attention as soon as I was clear of the loo door.
“You have been caught sonny – with your pants – firmly down. Do you understand me, Private Dwight.”
“Yes, Sir,” I bellowed back.
“This is a serious offence Private, very serious indeed. Let’s go. Left-right, left-right…”
I marched, arms swinging, through the toilet block and to the barracks beyond. Through the line of beds of partially sleeping colleagues; all of whom were being woken up by the noise of the Sergeant Major bellowing out his marching orders. I heard whispers as I walked past them. Towards the end of the Barracks I heard one of the guys say that I was more or less fucked.
“Halt!” Shouted the Sergeant Major. I stopped immediately, double footing myself and standing to attention facing the door to the courtyard. He turned to the barracks and peered at the men in their beds. “Private Jones, do you want to join Private Dwight.”
Jones jumped to attention at the side of his bed, “Sir, no, Sir. Thank you, Sir.”
“Then shut up Jones,” came his reply. “Left-right, left-right…” I started to march onwards, across the courtyard; a few sharp stones caused me some pain as they pushed into my bare skin. My nipples instantly hardened with the cold air that brushed past me. I was marched through the officer’s mess and into a back room. I was eventually told to stop close to a chair in front of a dark wooden desk, inlaid with green leather, and looking rather splendid. A solitary light lit the room that was situated on the corner of the desk.
I noticed a bed in the corner of the room, another chair on the other side of the desk and a few picture frames of groups of colleagues and loved ones hanging from the walls.
“Wait her Dwight,” ordered Sergeant Major Dunster.
He was gone only a short while. I festered, waiting to see what would be my fate; staring straight ahead at all times, not wanting to give anyone more ammunition than they already had.
I straightened my back when I heard Captain Lawrence’s voice behind me.
“So, Dwight, caught wanking eh,” he said in a matter-of-fact tone as he entered the room.
“Sir, yes sir,” I bellowed back. There was no point denying it.
I felt his baton scrape across my leg and up between my buttocks.
“Drop them, Dwight,” he ordered.
I dropped my shorts as ordered and let them fall to the floor. I stared straight ahead of me but also kept a beady eye on Captain Lawrence’s baton.
I felt the baton once more scrape against my balls. “Shaved balls, now then Dwight. Why is that?”
“Sir, yes sir. Hygiene, sir,” I replied.
I saw the smirk develop on Captain Lawrence’s face. He was not convinced. “Get on the bed soldier and make that cock of yours hard. You have one option or you are out of the army. Do I make myself clear?”
“Sir, yes sir,” I replied.
He then did something completely unexpected. He unbuckled his trousers and let them fall to the floor.
I walked over to the bed and started to massage my cock. I watched as Captain Lawrence unbuttoned his shirt while watching me masturbate in front of him. I felt horny. I remember telling them when I joined that I had a girlfriend back home, but you have to make out you’re normal when you’re in the army, don’t you. I watched him undress with a slight smirk on my face. My cock hardened significantly as I watched his cock twitch and swing in front of him.
Captain Lawrence walked up to me completely naked. “Suck it soldier,” he commanded.
My head dipped and I started to suck his cock. It hardened quickly and I could sense his need to spurt down my throat as I sucked him. I raised my hands to cup his balls as I caressed them. Captain Lawrence then pushed me back onto the bed so that my back was against the wall.
Over his shoulder, I could see the Sergeant Major watching us from the door. This would be interesting, I thought.
Captain Lawrence straddled me, his cock reared into my face once more and I flicked my tongue at it, quickly catching it now and then before he settled down. I felt his hand grab my stiff cock and seconds later I felt it sink into his anus. Captain Lawrence sat down firmly on my cock. He wrapped his hands around my neck and started to raise himself up to a point where my cock was almost out before dropping back down on me again. He did this several times before he leant backwards, his hands supported him on the bed behind, his knees wrapped either side of my hips and his arse shoved forwards and backwards on my cock. I aided and abetted him by thrusting my cock forward as much as I could. I eagerly watched his cock bounce in front of him, and in all honesty, I couldn’t wait until I would see jets of spunk shoot from the end and over my chest.
I was staring at his cock when I heard a scraping noise behind him. Sergeant Major Dunster had pulled up a chair close to the desk. His trousers were now around his ankles and I could see him pulling on his cock as he watched us.
Captain Lawrence started to thrust even faster onto my cock. There is one thing you can say about army men, their stamina and strength never lets them down.
I started to get hungry. I wanted a cock in my mouth and I wanted the Captain to provide me with the contents of his balls. I leant forward as much as I could. Captain Lawrence could see what I was trying to do and lifted himself up as much as possible without removing my cock from his arse. It was awkward, but I managed to get a few licks of his stiff, throbbing, erection as he fucked his arse onto my cock. I could feel myself starting to come but I was desperate to hold back as much as I could. I knew there would be more to this night than just Captain Lawrence.
Fortunately for me, Captain Lawrence started to moan and groan. I leant as far forward as I could. His cock jutted upwards and bounced in front of my eyes. I was more than desperate to get his cock in my mouth but it wasn’t going to happen. With one last thrust, Captain Lawrence’s spunk erupted from the end of his sweet little hole. It jetted onto my body and hit me just below my chin. Subsequent spurts hit my chest and the rest finally dribbled down his cock, over his balls and onto my cock, still buried firmly in his arse.
Captain Lawrence was panting by the time he came. He pulled himself off me and allowed my cock to spring free. He tugged at his own cock to expel the remnants of his juices over my lips. He then swung himself off my body and stood up next to me. He picked up a small towel that hung on the end of bed post and threw it in my direction. I wiped my cock clean, but left his spunk to slowly slide down my body.
Next up, was Sergeant Major Dunster, he jumped up out of the chair when the Captain had finished. With his cock in his hand, he was eager to get some of the same treatment. He had just mounted the bed and was about to lower his body onto my cock when a low husky voice bellowed from the doorway.
“Other way around Dunster, I think he needs a little preparation.”
I clocked Colonel Jefferson in the doorway. His uniform didn’t need to give him away or the pips on his lapels; the colour of his skin was enough. Colonel Jefferson was jet black, his white eyes shone from his face even with his peaked cap lowered to cover part of it. I watched as he slowly removed his long coat and placed it over the chair next to the table. His cap found a coat hook on the wall nearby. He slowly undid the buttons of his shirt and stripped the clothes from his body.
Sergeant Major Dunster turned to me, “Looks like it’s your lucky day Private Dwight, now bend over.”
I got on all fours, my head was close to the head of the bed and I waited, expectantly. Sergeant Major Dunster climbed onto the bed and stepped in between my legs. A sharp noise echoed loudly around the room as he smacked my arse before presenting his cock to my anus. I glanced sideways to find that Colonel Jefferson was down to his trousers.
My attention suddenly focused on the cock entering my anus. It didn’t seem as thick as Captain Lawrence’s, but it was fucking heaven to feel it poke and prod my quivering little bud. I gasped quickly as some cold gel was being applied and then I felt him enter me. His cock pushed slowly into me, forcing open the entrance to my arse. I closed my eyes, relaxed, and let Sergeant Major Dunster slip inside me. Once past my little gatekeeper, he pushed his cock all the way into me. I let out a huge sigh when I felt that he was balls deep. Sergeant Major Dunster pulled back and thrust into me again. A few more thrusts later, and I became used to the wonderful intrusion in my body. I glanced sideways to see how Colonel Jefferson was getting on.
My eyes opened wide and I let out a huge gasp. I looked forward at the headboard of the bed and closed my eyes. I panted, wondering how the fuck I was going to take his cock; and it wasn’t even fucking hard.
I yanked my head back to focus on Colonel Jefferson and stared at his developing cock as he massaged it with his hand. Vertically, his cock must have been eight inches in length; that is, eight inches and pointing vertically downwards. He wasn’t even hard. I watched as he stroked his cock. I saw the developing smile on his face as he realised my dilemma.
Sergeant Major Dunster was fucking my arse with a little restraint. His long slow strokes teased me; and as I suspected, him as well. I don’t think he had any intention of making me come or coming himself. He was doing what he was told to do. He prepared me.
Believe me when I say this, I needed preparation for what I could see developing in front of my eyes. When I looked back to Colonel Jefferson I could see his cock was fully erect and, I would estimate, about twelve inches in length, if not more. I couldn’t even describe his cock as slim either. This was the biggest cock I had ever seen in my entire life.
I saw Colonel Jefferson stride towards the bed, his cock just bounced from side to side and up and down as he walked. I would have laughed, it was that funny, but I knew that if I did, I would not be laughing for long.
“Time to get your cock sucked Dunster, let the men move in here!” He exclaimed, smacking Dunster on the arse to make him move.
Sergeant Major Dunster pulled his cock out of me. He wandered towards the headboard grabbing the towel on the bed as he did so. He wiped his cock as he climbed in front of me.
“Private Dwight, is that right?” Asked Colonel Jefferson.
“Sir, yes, sir,” I tried to sound chirpy but my feelings and the thought of the size of his cock caused my replies to be a little subdued.
“You’re going to have the pleasure of me tonight, Private Dwight. Just so that you know, we take masturbation fairly seriously here, in the army.”
“Sir, yes, sir,” I replied. I knew he would not see the smirk on my face, but the seriousness that belied his words were so fucking funny to hear, it was so comical.
I then felt his cock touch my anus. I would say that he was already gelled up and ready to go by the time he pushed his knob into my tiny hole. I suddenly felt my arse expand out of all proportion. I started to gasp, and pulled in lungful’s of air. I ended up panting like I was giving birth. It seemed like ages before I felt his knob slide into my arse and past my tight little restriction; yet I never really felt any relief from it slide past my sphincter, it was like my arse was open and staying open for the duration.
The first thing I knew about the whereabouts of Sergeant Major Dunster was when his cock brushed my lips. I opened my eyes to see what had touched me. I then let him slip his cock head into my mouth. I sucked eagerly on it and hoped that it would take my attention away from the pain in my backside.
“Nicely done son, we’re in,” Declared Colonel Jefferson.
Yes, he was ‘in’ alright, but my arse was stretched wide open and I knew there was about another nine inches left. I felt sure Colonel Jefferson was going to bury his cock in my arse for my little indiscretion earlier.
Sergeant Major Dunster was also keen and pushed his cock towards me. I opened my mouth to take him, raising my hand to cup his balls and resting my arms on his thighs, as I sucked on it. All the while Colonel Jefferson’s cock was sliding its way inside my arse.
I was having difficulty trying to concentrate on both things at once. I decided to try my best to bring Sergeant Major Dunster off as quickly as I could. I sucked on his cock with renewed energy, ignoring the length of cock being pushed up me from behind. I started to pull on his cock and masturbate him furiously as I sucked and licked his slit. It seemed to be having the desired effect as Sergeant Major Dunster was now groaning and moaning with pleasure.
I relaxed my oral ministrations just at the wrong moment. It was when Colonel Jefferson withdrew his cock almost all the way out and then slammed it right back in again.
I had to relinquish my sucking of Sergeant Major Dunster’s cock. I screamed loudly, “Argh! Fuck…”
Colonel Jefferson did the same thing again. I screamed again.
Eventually, after about eight maybe nine attempts at trying to split my arse wide open, Colonel Jefferson settled into one hell of a rhythm. He fucked me like an express train, heading somewhere important, with a delivery that needed to be at its destination yesterday.
I could feel his need as he fucked me. Grunts, groans and moans issued from his mouth. His hands grasped at my waist, and pulled me back towards him. I could sense his buttocks clenching as he thrust his cock forward, and I could guess at the kind of grin he had on his face.
My vision of Colonel Jefferson was interrupted with the words, “Have this you little fucker,” coming from in front of me.
Sergeant Major Dunster then emptied the contents of his balls over my face. I felt the first spurt hit my forehead as my face was half buried between his thighs. My hands grasped his thighs as I held onto him for stability. I quickly raised my head and caught the second splash over my lips and face. I buried my mouth over his cock before any more of his wonderful juice was lost to the bed below me. As I sucked his spunk from his cock, I swallowed it, I became aware that my cock was rigid and bouncing below me. I could feel my urgency as Colonel Jefferson’s fucked me hard. With Sergeant Major Dunster out of the way, I started to push my arse back towards Colonel Jefferson.
“Fuck me, sir!” I let out a quiet murmur into Sergeant Major Dunster’s groin.
“Speak up Private Dwight,” the loud order came from Captain Lawrence who was apparently watching the whole affair from the confines of his comfortable chair; I don’t know what he was doing with his cock, but I reckoned it was hard as he handled it.
“Sir! Fuck me hard, sir,” I shouted as swallowed the remaining spunk that pooled in my mouth.
That was when Colonel Jefferson laid into me with renewed vigour. His body straightened and he thrust his cock into me hard. I felt my own spunk rise through my cock. I was cumming; without touching it, without stroking or feeling any sensation around it. This was a first for me. My cock suddenly spurted, jets of spunk shot from the end and splashed onto the dull-green bed sheets. Spurt after spurt joined the first one, each time my anus clenched around Colonel Jefferson’s cock.
Without warning, Colonel Jefferson pulled his cock out of my anus. He rested his cock on the crack of my arse and let his fluids shoot over my back. I even felt liquid on my neck at one point. Colonel Jefferson then leant forward over me, his hand reached below me and took hold of my cock, stroking it from top to bottom.
“Nicely done Private Dwight,” he told me, “I hope you have learnt your lesson sonny.”
With that Colonel Jefferson pulled his cock off my buttocks and left me alone on the bed. All three of the officers wiped themselves down and got dressed; leaving me on all fours facing the headboard.
“Get this place cleaned up, I want it spick and span by the morning,” ordered Captain Lawrence. As an afterthought he added, “If I were you, I wouldn’t mention this to anyone, otherwise there may be repercussions. If we ever find out you’ve been blabbering, then the Colonel will not be pleased. He likes to keep his cock a secret, do you understand me Private Dwight.”
“Sir, yes, sir,” I replied.
I looked around the room and then down at my body as the officers slinked away. Spunk was drying on my chest and dribbling down my back. My cock was still erect and oozing the remnants of my own orgasm onto the bed, and the taste and smell of slightly salty sperm permeated my senses. I stood up and started to clean the room, as ordered.
The first thing I told Private Jones in the morning was how I was abused and fucked by our own commanders, because of a little indiscretion the night before. I told him that I was forced to comply with their orders or I was out. I knew, of course, that Mathew Jones was one hell of a gossip.
I couldn’t wait until Sergeant Major Dunster would find out and pull me up in front of the disciplinary board; led of course, by Colonel Jefferson.
